𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐃'𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨
The thick silence in the car was suffocating. Suffocating me with all the dark thoughts looming inside my head. With my mind racing, heart beat quickening and chest tightening, I force myself to look outside for a distraction.
Grey clouds were casted across the sky, quite similar to the ones all my brothers had over their faces. Rain poured down the window, as angry thunders cracked down from sky. The weather was no different than our demeanour, hazy and gloomy.
"Kill, you are shaking." My youngest brother's voice rang out from behind my seat, making me look over my shoulder. "You okay?"
"The fuck do you think?" Killian snapped in reply, tightening his fists on his lap.
"Lower your voice, she's sleeping." Ezekiel whispers with a defeated sigh, as my gaze moved over to the sleeping form of my precious sister, eyes softening at the sight of her fragile self. How could anyone ever hurt her?
I shut my eyes close, feeling them sting with an overwhelming need to just pull her to my chest and hide her in my embrace, away from all the monsters lurking beneath the shadows. The compression wrap peeking from under her shirt was another slap to my face, reminding me how much of a fucking failure.
I failed my sister
The bitter thought hurt worse than a bullet wound, as I fought back tears. I don't even remember the last time I cried, yet the mere sight of my baby sister was now making me emotional.
"Elijah." I blinked my eyes, looking ahead and noticing the car came to a halt. We were infront of the D'Angelo Hospital, the hospital mainly owned by Damon and co-owned by me and Ezekiel.
"Do not blame yourself, you are not at fault." Damon pressed on the word not, his silver eyes set on my oceanic ones firmly. "Whatever happened is in the past now and as much as I would like to change it, there is nothing we can do except for making the future better for her. Stay strong, if not for us then for her. She needs you, Elijah. She needs all of us."
He squeezed my shoulder lightly, before gesturing outside and getting out of the car. His words were simple, yet they didn't fail to comfort me. The weight on my shoulders dimmed down a bit, sparking a tiny bloom of hope that maybe, just maybe, I am not a failure. There is still a chance I can redeem myself by being there for her, helping her recover and snapping her back into the happy girl I know is hiding underneath.
I got out of the six-seater car, making my way to the other side where Arabella was in. Damon and Ezekiel were already inside to fill up some formalities, I believe. Kallias and Killian were at either side of her, trying to wake her up. Well, only the former was trying, the latter only stared at her with a dazed look. It made my heart squeeze in pain, knowing how much all my siblings were hurting.
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Tranquillity
AcciónArabella D'Angelo is just a shell of a girl, a mere presence floating through the halls of her Los Angeles home. Her once bright grey eyes and sunshine-like spirit was crushed by the weight of her abusive parents. Living in a constant state of fear...